The moment their group arrived at the basin, Asura and Xavida ordered their troops to create a camp outside the plains to avoid upsetting the ones living there.
A beautiful place, with technology far ahead of its time, the inheritance of the dragon race. But what made Asura confused was the state of the villagers. When he and Xavida stepped into the plains, a strange scent and the sensation of magic flowed in the air, as if natural.
Asura believed it to be the normal situation of the basin, perhaps explaining the sparkling water, it's beautiful blue colour filled with millions of small ice and water elements dancing around happily.
These elements and motes of Mana would boost a person's health, and keep it clean without any parasites or diseases.
"Is this normal…" He muttered, before noticing Xavida's dilated pupils and her aggressive expression, showing her fangs.
"T-This is wrong, there's a strange, filthy magic covering up my dads' aura!"
